However, Ding Ning did not stop talking.

In a sense, he was the sect leader of Bashan Sword Field at this time and a symbol of the entire Bashan Sword Field. Especially when Emperor Yuanwu personally guessed that he was the rebirth of Wang Jingmeng rather than his successor, Ding Ning was probably not much different from Wang Jingmeng in the eyes of all these people present at this moment.

Even though countless masters from all over the world gathered in Changling to kill Wang Jingmeng, if Wang Jingmeng spoke, all the masters would listen.

This is enough weight.

What's more, Ding Ning had the secret of the Nine Death Silkworm on his body at this time and why he could have such a perfect sword intent.

So no one took action.

Everyone listened to his words.

Even the tiger poison is not eaten. Yuanwu, today you want Fusu to die with us, but you just don’t want to lose the opportunity to kill us. For a son to exchange for such an opportunity, this is the difference between you and those in the Bashan Sword Field back then. Doing something and not doing anything can make you profit for a while, but conquering the world depends on your cultivation.

Ding Ning looked at Yuan Wu, and the sarcastic meaning was even stronger: How dangerous the Qin and Chu battle was, even you fought in person, but you let Fusu follow Sima here. Maybe you wanted to take this opportunity to kill this son.

Everyone in the field was suppressing their mood and breathing. However, when they heard Ding Ning's words, even if everyone deliberately controlled them, countless subtle sounds of gasping and cooling still gathered together and rang clearly.

Not long ago, a hidden old palace maid was forced out of Qinhuang Palace, who was the former powerful master of Bashan Sword Field and the master of Zhao Yaofei.

But that incident also made all the Qin people even more secretly guess whose son Fusu was.

Fusu is naturally the flesh and blood of my man.

Yuan Wu was as if he heard everyone's voices, and his voice still rang out peacefully, with a suffocating majesty and vitality fluctuations. It was not my idea to send him to the front line to experience. What's the use of saying these words?

Ding Ning had difficulty breathing, but he still laughed and said: If you weren't really worried, why should you respond to my words at this time? Especially if you didn't want to speak just now, but you still say so now. I believe you know very well in your heart that although Zheng Xiurang sent the person, it was not sent to you for killing.

After pausing, he looked at Yuan Wu with a provocative look and said slightly: Maybe he was deliberately sent to see your intentions and see if you doubt this son.

I am extraordinary, why do I use ordinary intentions?

Yuan Wu looked at Ding Ning calmly and coldly, and said slowly: This is the country and country. For an unprecedented Qin Dynasty, even if I have to sacrifice today, I will make this choice.

This is what you call righteousness Ding Ning smiled and said: But I said these words not to argue with you, and I don’t want to say what your unkindness and unrighteousness are like talking about righteousness. I asked you to say these words, not to me, but to let you say them to others.

Do you still remember what I told you that there was no way

Ding Ning's last sentence was said to Changsun Qianxue beside him.

When this sentence sounded, he no longer looked at Yuan Wu, but at Changsun Qianxue.

When his words sounded, Yuan Wu suddenly felt a sense. This feeling was indescribable, but he felt that the other party had the possibility of escape. He couldn't help but let out a low roar in his throat. With this roar that was not like him, many bright light paths appeared on the surface of his body.

What shines was the meridians in his body. At this moment, the power in his body seemed to have completely turned into a bright beam of light that was incomprehensible to the seven realms, and penetrated out at a terrifying speed.

At this moment, his body became less like a human, but like a talisman.

Countless roars sounded in the extremely high altitude, just like countless gods and demons roaring in response in the sky. The sky covered by wind and snow was torn into pieces, and countless huge pillars of light fell like heavenly punishment.

When the sun is the most blazing at noon in summer, it will give people a white feeling. The brightness at this time makes everyone seem to become transparent. There is no trace of the light except for the bright white in their eyes.

Without any sense of sword intent, this blind light makes people feel no murderous intent.

However, not feeling it is the greatest danger.

In the last breath, Changsun Qianxue held the Nine Nether King Sword in her hand tightly.

Before Ding Ning finally discovered the Great Exercise Sword, the Nine Nether King Sword was recognized as the strongest and most fierce sword in the world. It was a symbol of the Gongsun family, the most powerful family of Changling, in the past. However, the Gongsun family had sealed this sword for many years and dared not touch it, because it was too powerful and no one could subdue it.

Changsun Qianxue hid in Changling and did everything to cultivate this sword for life. This sword was once her only hope for revenge.

When it was late at night in the sycamore tree, Ding Ning and she talked about the plan of revenge many times.

The key to taking revenge is to be able to survive before killing the enemy.

So one thing Ding Ning mentioned repeatedly is that if he and Changsun Qianxue were exposed, they could not even escape from Changling according to the retreat route on the wall he drew, and when Changling was trapped in a bun, it was a time when there was no way.

Now is the kind of time that Ding Ning mentioned repeatedly.

Changsun Qianxue held the sword tightly, without any movement, but just pressed all the true energy and energy in her body into the sword.

The extremely deep color faded from the sword.

Jihan, who had accumulated in the Nine Nether King Sword for countless years, was forced out by Changsun Qianxue at one time.

The Nine Nether King Sword became transparent in her hands, like the cleanest crystal sword.

With a bang, the underworld appeared.

When the extreme light in the sky fell, the darkness rose from the ground, filled with the coldness of silence.

The confrontation between light and darkness lasted for only a moment.

Then it exploded in the plane where both sides were in contact.

There was no sound at the beginning, only the white flames flying all over the sky and the broken coldness of the silence frozen the boulders turned into by the water vapor in the air.

The sunshine that can freely penetrate the winding and blur of this world in this world is shining with the scene of this train.

Ice sculptures were everywhere in the chariot.

Almost all practitioners under the six realms are not simply frozen, but completely frozen, dead, and their flesh and blood turn gray and black.

Under the impact of the flying fireworks and boulders, the remains of these practitioners exploded like glass, scattered all over the ground, and even ignited crystal dust.

Ye Xiao stood among the ice chips on the ground, and two swords on both sides were slowly disappearing like huge black wings.

Such collision between Jihan and the eight-level power did not pose any threat to him, but it blocked his perception.

At this time, there was no longer Ding Ning and others in his vision and perception, but he knew that this could not end like this, so he just turned slightly and looked at Yuan Wu.

Yuanwu nodded to him and said coldly: They can't escape.

The old monk Donghu clasped his hands together, and vital energy flowed out at both ends of the staff, binding Ding Ning Changsun Qianxue and Fusu's bodies.

He was like carrying three people with this stick and walking quickly.

During the battle just now, there were no obvious injuries on his body, but at this time, there were many bright cracks on his back and legs.

He seized that moment and escaped from Yuan Wu's control, even his body could not bear it. Muscles that were tougher than gold and stone had broken many places.

I had a day and night and couldn't take action.

Ding Ning swallowed a hard saliva and said to the old monk Donghu.

The old monk Donghu nodded to show his understanding.

He was just a Nine-Dead Silkworm who couldn't see through it. As for Changsun Qianxue, he even consumed all his life energy. For a long time, Changsun Qianxue was no different from ordinary people.

We must keep walking.

Ding Ning continued: His last blow was not only a killing, but also aware of the possibility of our escape. We had the vital aura imprinted by him.
Chapter completed!